Chemistry and Quantum Physics – Chapter 2
"Hello?" Nick said snapping his fingers in front of Adalind's face. He knew that whatever trick she was trying to do, it wasn't going to work. Gaping was never Adalind's forte.
"Hi," she said with a straight face, as if snapping out of a trance.
"What do you want?" Nick asked belligerently.
"You know what I want, Nick," Adalind replied, her tone seductive and teasing like the way her hands toyed with the jail bars.
He shook his head and turned around, not looking back as he said "You're wasting my time, Adalind. Call me when you have something good to say."
Adalind flung a chuckle at him and began to speak again. "Wait. What's for lunch?"
He turned to face her again, this time smiling in annoyance. "Do I look like I give a shit?"
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk. Don't be mean, Nick," she paused to give him an I'm-adorable-sexy-and-a-bad-girl look, "Girl's got to eat. Wouldn't you agree?"
"I doubt skipping a meal is the way a witch dies," he raised an eyebrow at her and frowned.
"Why so bleak, Nick?" Adalind retorted. She took a step closer to the railings and looked him straight in the eye. "When I get out of here, I'll fucking kill you."
Then there was an out of depth silence. Six strange seconds of staring at each other.
"What a long day," Nick thought.
After changing into a pair of boxers, he slipped into bed and almost immediately dozed off. But not before he dredged up the night he kissed Adalind. For a second back there, he thought she kissed back.
Maybe Adalind's gaping did work after all.
